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cognito - big bank lyrics

[hook x4]
we got big bank, big rank
walkin through the club like my sh-t don’t stank

[verse 1]
remember back in the day we used to sport fox
izod alligator shirt with the socks
louie vuitton, i used to rock it like farm
gucci with the tag, not painted on
now them days done gone, and sh-t done changed
i went from a bronco to a six range
nawmakazel, now it’s cartier frames
light weight chains, princess cuts mang
chedda like velvetta, i’m in the club
v.i.p, with a black heata
thug drama, smokin on blue sticky
they see me ballin in this game
and they wanna hit me. (cog-nonsense)
lets go, giocanna eyes low
two-way e, tell ’em to meet us at roscoes
ball til i fall, thats my motto
in la, ny even in flo
sittin on ‘tractin rims
wit’ a mexican, took x again
want s-x again
jot it down, it was told to me
by that boy, a.k.a. the p-o-e

[hook x4]

[verse 2]
deep in ya brain, the n-gga you can’t stand
most get upset when i switch cris hands
shoulda left band, it gets worser man
ice so bright, you salute both hands. (switzin’)
to the dot 6 we ride, got two chicks that promise to say ahh
we’ll pop a x and swallow between thighs
yall get it right, while i chase the sky
been here, been bubblin’ like c0ke pots
boy, i can’t stop
bentley, lex or a drop top
the fo’ on, ?? soft leather til pop
lyrically man, n-ggas to the turf like cops. (godd-mn)
little mama got cl-ss, absolutely, gucci dime -ss
oooh, i wanna hit it from the back til ya cry
cognito, you the best i won’t lieeee
v.i.p, you know me, mob related
toast style like kool & the gang, celebratin’
guns stay c-cked, why not? it’s real life
cause playin’ in this game you lose your real life

[hook x4]

[verse 3]
ain’t it a shame the way the ferrari vibrate the body
collectin mo’ chips than laser s-x parties
me, i, be with the p-o-e
til i’m calm, restin the box with crossed arms
the beat double, look around where you say it cause
its like trouble
who’s watchin? my man ricky ross
six-six giocanna, twelve and don’t test the calico wrist
can’t forget e-cl-ss, sniper-like
even if peripheral view, you lose sight
with so much ice, we turn night into day
we too fly, in front of the source awards
red eyeeeee

[hook x6]

walkin through the club, like my sh-t don’t stank

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